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   Brand New Toy



   "No." Her voice was firm and the command unexpected.  I turned away from
the computer and looked at Her...waiting for the next directive. 
Apparently, I had a quizzical expression on my face.  She repeated the
`no'. I signed off and gave Her my full attention.  She crooked Her finger
and motioned for me to stand in front of Her.

   "I think you have on way too many clothes." This has become a signal of
sorts.  I know W/we are about to play.  She rose and looked me in the eyes
for a moment and I began to remove my clothes.

   As I did, She crossed the room to the box of toys.  My back was to Her
but I could hear Her sort through them...choosing.  Naked, I sat back down
in the chair to wait and felt the familiar rise in my body.

   "Put in the batteries."

   I didn't raise my eyes.  I knew what She meant.  It was time to try the
new toy...the strap-on.  I shivered with anticipation.

   It has two dildos.  One is for the wearer and both vibrate.  Each has
its own control and both controls need batteries.  It had been taken out of
its box at least a couple weeks ago and had never been put back in.  I
passed it often each day and had fantasized about it frequently.  Mistress
had been telling me Her thoughts about how She would use it.  She lingered
over details and listed the ways She would torment me when the time came so
that I would get as much from it as possible.  She also told me She would
keep both controls.

   I set it in my lap and opened the batteries.  I felt the leather as the
straps fell across my knees.  My hands shook a little as I installed them.
Touching any toy excites me.  My body was doing its own thing but I was a
little nervous about it, too.  This would be a new experience.  I clicked
one switch to be sure they were in correctly.  I hadn't expected such a
strong vibration.  I wanted very much to feel it inside me.  I finished the
other one and put the whole thing on the bed.

   "Here." I looked up from my reverie just in time to catch the toy She
was tossing to me.  I laid it across my thighs.  She reached into the box
and tossed another, and another until my lap was full.  I looked down at
them....wide leather strap, strip of cane, short flogger, nipple clamps. 
There were more and I touched them lightly knowing the response they
evoked. The lube was last....another shiver.

   I picked up the one on top and placed the collar around my neck,
snapping it firmly together and making sure the word on it was centered
just below my chin.  The word is `slut'.  The word has gone through an
evolution in my mind.  I used to find it insulting and degrading but I
don't anymore.  I have come to terms with the fact - and it is indeed a
fact - that it is simply my nature when it come to this.

   "Put those on." She had come back and had pointed to the wrist cuff that
were in the pile I held.  I picked one up and started to fasten it.  She
took over and buckled it and the other one in place.  I enjoy it when She
does this.  I feel Her dominance strongly and watch Her hands take control
of me on a physical level.

   "Up." I put the rest of the toys where I had been sitting.  She gives me
the blindfold and I put it on.  "Turn around."

   I breathed in deeply as I did and lost myself in the darkness in which I
stood.  It would come quickly now and I was very ready.  The strap was
first.  It landed full and hard and I tensed as the pain seeped in.  But I
want more.  I'm not disappointed.  She strikes me repeatedly with it until
my ass and thighs are burning and my cunt is wet.

   "Relax." I don't realize how rigid I've become.  She unclenches my hands
and lays each one open against my thighs.  She soothes my skin with Her
hand as She touches the places that, just a few seconds before, She had
whipped.  The contrast is exquisite.  She clips the wrist restraints
together.

   My back is still to Her so I don't see when She picks up the flogger.  I
raise my hands out of its way so I can expose more of myself to it. 
Without thought, I've arched my back so my ass can rise to meet the pain
that comes from its many tails.  I'm groaning as it becomes more agonizing.
Yet, I still don't want it to stop.  As the pain increases, so does the
passion.

   She switches to the cane and I feel it sharp little bites.  They come in
rapid succession.  Still, I want more.  Again, I'm not disappointed.

   "Turn around." My legs tremble slightly as I do.  "Spread your legs."
She begins to repeat the process on my cunt.  This is where the pain and
pleasure combine most strongly.  They meet in a single place and urge each
other on.  The strap, the flogger....pain, pleasure...I want to cum.  She
treats my breasts to them, and the cane.  I feel my hips undulating with
Her rhythm.  She moves back to my cunt.

   "Please Ma'am, please can I cum?"

   "No." Her voice is stern and She stops everything.  "Turn around."

   I'm disappointed but not surprised.  It is rare that I'm allowed to cum
the first time I ask.  Mistress wants the need to build over time so that
the pleasure it very intense.  Still, it does not diminish my need or
desire.

   I hear Her moving around behind me.  I know She's sitting on the bed. 
The sound of the vibrator startles me.  She must be arranging the new toy
to Her liking.  I can only wait, wonder, and anticipate.

   She tells me to turn back around and Her hands are guiding me to
straddle Her legs.  It's not easy when you can't see and don't have the use
of your hands....and are so excited.  She settles me near it.

   I remembered the nipple clamps when the first one dug into me.  I waited
for the other one and relished its familiar ache.  She flicked at them with
Her fingers.  She used some of the other toys on them until they burned.

   She left them on as She told me to raise myself up and take the dildo
into me.  I slid easily onto it and felt it reach farther and farther
inside me.  I wanted to cum more than ever.  She took off the nipple clamps
and I gasped at the sharp pain.  I groaned louder when She pinched the
nipples and moaned with pleasure when She put Her mouth on them...sucking
and licking.  I barely had control of myself and I found myself moving
against the dildo...wanting to cum but fighting it.

   The vibrator sprang to life and I forced as much of the dildo into me as
I could.

   "Fuck it."





   I moved myself up and down its length.  It felt alive in me.  The
vibration traveled deep inside and on my clit.  A shot of pain only served
to stimulate me even further.  Mistress was flogging my ass, my
breasts...and the sensations combined again to drive me to the edge.

   "Please Ma'am....oh please."

   "Yes.  Fuck it hard."

   And I did.  It took only a few seconds and I was in the throes of a
tremendous climax.  I had slowed my motions as it crested so I could make
it last as long as possible.  I started to relax on it but was not allowed
to.

   "Again...cum for me again."

   I moved with it slowly until I felt the pleasure building again.  Her
hands were on me and I felt pain again as another orgasm took me and
clamped down hard on me.  She didn't let that one finish entirely before
She again urged me to another one.  I felt as my own fluids gushed from me.
I was shaking all over with wave after wave of pleasure.

   There was no more urging from Mistress.  Her voice was gentle now as She
helped me off the toy.  She removed the blindfold.  My cuffs were
gone....removed somewhere during all this.  She pulled me to Her and I laid
against Her breast.  She smoothed the hair the had fallen into my face.

   "Relax."

   I was capable of nothing else.  I snuggled against Her and enjoyed my
body as it calmed.  I thanked Her for what She'd done for me.  I let my
thoughts drift away.



   ..........annie